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knew where I'd be
My bum on the beach
But life is a beach

Yo
It's me or the world gon' end
Well let's see how far we get
And yeah we may be close
But we

more than you know
Izzy is the cologne, never been to Cologne
God by my side, never be alone
Fakes we disown, let it be known
Bun thy flesh like the arc

em don't touch me so
If we disagree we'll have a knock
If we won't have a knock, can we just talk
This is, not the antithesis to drill, yeah
I be

(they shoot, they shoot)
Don't miss 

Breakfast in bed
Dessert is served on the edge 
Bedroom deserted by 10
I gotta go
You gotta go in the end
Maybe we

aye
So fuck it I let em off
I’ma be all on your ass by August they gone be like
Damn this bitch set it off
With the pencil in hand I’m a tiger with

but let me reminisce/ this shit/ n spray it/ in second grade these lil bitches went in my desk/ accused me of stealin this girl Ashely’s crayons it was

It's hurting me, hurting you
Every part of me's bleeding too
Go ahead and cut me loose
Tell your mama I miss her too

Cause it's hurting me, hurting

Still hope it's forever
Even if it never gets no better
I still hope it's forever
Curtain lifted by the breeze and let's the street in so
The Blue lights

talked to me and I felt hopeful
Don't this sound bogus when I focus back in context
I was obsessed with the imaginary popularity complex
We ended up in

is bleeding
When i miss ya 
I dug us a grave
Lets leave the world and mind our business 
Letter to Morticia 
All my demons 'round me wanna eat me

see us I be holding you close
You be right there by my side and I aint letting you go
They don't know how I be rocking when I rock but you know
Need

everytime cause I remember they said I wouldn't be shit
And I roll me the runtz with the grabbs in the blunt and I don't gotta tell you it's beating
I spun

muhfuckas it’s a bad habit
Yeen' smokin' what I’m smokin'
You on bad cabbage
I like to be loaded
I smoke by myself cause these niggas be holdin'
That ain’t

Listen
Yeah
You know what it do
Listen

Hardly intimidated by pressures on me
So if the talk ain't tangible let's end the story
Niggas had to have

I’ma be the one to bring it back
Compare me to the son that’s in the Acts
Ask me I don’t know where I’m going
But I know it’s holy for the seeds I’m

in a metropolis

I was given no option bitch

So regardless if you were or were not clueless huh

To me you'll always be unbelievably stupid

Like

I wanna live in a bus
I ain't a stick in the mud
I miss a call
She want her company run
(Ooh by me)
Give me my chance 'fore you run into guns unload

wouldn't be here
If I believed them back then
My teachers tell me you a loser
Get out my class
You're gonna be dead by 21
Uh back on my real shit
Spitting

talk and go somewhere
Yo I ain't done
Because this is fun
cfter we just begun on this shit
Like y'all want me to make a hit?
I could if I'm fit to be lit

sent
I don't follow precedence
I stand in the mirror and now I'm looking at black excellence
They don't wanna see me win them boys on they pestilence

a half a ticket (you haven't)
Let alone, a hundred K, it's a stack in different
Never me, you would give up tryna pass a mission (where?)
Yeah, I see

Bluto and anyone of you all
Don't give me a minute and get these niggas finished with these bars 
Like I'm handing them off in a candy sell coz I do well

sweet feelin me?  insanity had left me lost and naked vacant spiritually bankrupt will i make it?  take this obsession from me. i wanna run free and let

friends 

When People envy let em die with all that jealous shit 

They Talking crazy then complain when I don't let em in 

Or let em in and watch em judge